plusfourpirate
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circa 1997- My friend/biz partner and I got down to our last sheet and had been tossing around the idea of what would happen if we split the thing in half. we ended up turning it into a mission- went and aquired a bunch of xanax, hard liqour, some girls to babysit, we thought we had it planned to a T..i remember looking to my friend as he tore the sheet in half and handed me mine.
i remember chewing it up inmy mouth and how much paper it was. here we go he said, we both sit there giggling.
within 10 minutes i started to feel strong alerts..the girls we were with were watching pulp fiction; i was trying to keep up but i found all the jumping around confusing and a bit anxiety provoking. things were starting to move. i sat down on the ground indian style and stared down at the carpet, rubbing my hand up against it feeling the texture.i closed my eyes, and ill never forget i could feel the texture of the carpet in my mouth, like my tounge was made of it. wowwed by this, i opened my eyes and realized..the reason i could feel the texture in my mouth was bc i was face first on the carpet..with it in my mouth,lol.
i looked over at my friend and asked him if we should go for a walk. his face was flushed and he had a look in his eyes that made me uncomfortable. as i stared at his face, i watched his eyes nose and mouth move around and contort almost like the liquid in a lava lamp. i shook my head and rubbed my eyes trying to regain focus, and when i looked up again the best i can describe it is everything was made into squares like tiles, and they were moving around randomly making up differnt visions..i remember thinking tetris for some reason at the time.
so we decided to get the fuck out the house, and as we're walking my friend wants to go sit in the car and listen to music. it was the new daiv bowie cd. i remember thinking it ws very dark. i could barely see in front of my face at this point;layers and layers of visuals-i could literally move them out of the way with my hands like a curtain..only to find a diff. pattern. insane.
my friuend then begins to say," this is the end man. this is it. this IS IT". adrenaline started pumping,made me feel dizzy and sick to my stomach. i try turning off the music unsuccessfully-so many knobs and things moving around..pretty lights..feels like were in a spaceship..i tell my friend to turn the car off..we have to go back inside..things are getting too intense..he screams' this is the end' one more time, and head butts me..then takes off running..jumps the fence and starts ripping his clothes off. i tried to catch him and tackle him, he gave me an elbow to the face and screamed" and this is the beggining"!
next thing i remember the suns coming up and im sitting outside smoking a cig. where did the night go? where was my friend? i go back inside and everyones looking at me one chick is laughing, te other looked really worried. she asks do you remember what happened to ***? i said weve gotta go look for him.
at this point the visuals have slowed down considerably. i reach in my pocket and pull out a few broken up xanax bars. looks like i ate quite a few. ive got a huge knot on my head.
one of the girls takes me w her to go drive around and look for my buddy. we found him knealt down in a ditch not too far from the house..butt ass naked with mud on his face like warpaint. he wouoldnt get in the car..couldnt talk really just grunt.we sat there w him for a minute trying to calm him down. he muttered his first words.."how long have i beeen out here?" im naked..i offer him my clothes in exchange for getting into the car. he accepts, so now im naked on the side of the road w no clothes on. we get in the car and quickly get back to the house.
neither one of us was right well into the next afternoon. my friend told me he thought he was at war, that the apocolypse had come. he asked if id bring him to the psychiatric hospital if things didnt get better soon. he told me theyd give me 50 bux for turning him in,lol
looking back its a hilarious story but man was it a lesson for us both. no more disrespect to the letter L. i still trip but never eat more than a couple hits..learned my lesson on that one. worst part is you black out when you eat tht much..kinda a wasteful experience. but a true story nonetheless
i remember chewing it up inmy mouth and how much paper it was. here we go he said, we both sit there giggling.
within 10 minutes i started to feel strong alerts..the girls we were with were watching pulp fiction; i was trying to keep up but i found all the jumping around confusing and a bit anxiety provoking. things were starting to move. i sat down on the ground indian style and stared down at the carpet, rubbing my hand up against it feeling the texture.i closed my eyes, and ill never forget i could feel the texture of the carpet in my mouth, like my tounge was made of it. wowwed by this, i opened my eyes and realized..the reason i could feel the texture in my mouth was bc i was face first on the carpet..with it in my mouth,lol.
i looked over at my friend and asked him if we should go for a walk. his face was flushed and he had a look in his eyes that made me uncomfortable. as i stared at his face, i watched his eyes nose and mouth move around and contort almost like the liquid in a lava lamp. i shook my head and rubbed my eyes trying to regain focus, and when i looked up again the best i can describe it is everything was made into squares like tiles, and they were moving around randomly making up differnt visions..i remember thinking tetris for some reason at the time.
so we decided to get the fuck out the house, and as we're walking my friend wants to go sit in the car and listen to music. it was the new daiv bowie cd. i remember thinking it ws very dark. i could barely see in front of my face at this point;layers and layers of visuals-i could literally move them out of the way with my hands like a curtain..only to find a diff. pattern. insane.
my friuend then begins to say," this is the end man. this is it. this IS IT". adrenaline started pumping,made me feel dizzy and sick to my stomach. i try turning off the music unsuccessfully-so many knobs and things moving around..pretty lights..feels like were in a spaceship..i tell my friend to turn the car off..we have to go back inside..things are getting too intense..he screams' this is the end' one more time, and head butts me..then takes off running..jumps the fence and starts ripping his clothes off. i tried to catch him and tackle him, he gave me an elbow to the face and screamed" and this is the beggining"!
next thing i remember the suns coming up and im sitting outside smoking a cig. where did the night go? where was my friend? i go back inside and everyones looking at me one chick is laughing, te other looked really worried. she asks do you remember what happened to ***? i said weve gotta go look for him.
at this point the visuals have slowed down considerably. i reach in my pocket and pull out a few broken up xanax bars. looks like i ate quite a few. ive got a huge knot on my head.
one of the girls takes me w her to go drive around and look for my buddy. we found him knealt down in a ditch not too far from the house..butt ass naked with mud on his face like warpaint. he wouoldnt get in the car..couldnt talk really just grunt.we sat there w him for a minute trying to calm him down. he muttered his first words.."how long have i beeen out here?" im naked..i offer him my clothes in exchange for getting into the car. he accepts, so now im naked on the side of the road w no clothes on. we get in the car and quickly get back to the house.
neither one of us was right well into the next afternoon. my friend told me he thought he was at war, that the apocolypse had come. he asked if id bring him to the psychiatric hospital if things didnt get better soon. he told me theyd give me 50 bux for turning him in,lol
looking back its a hilarious story but man was it a lesson for us both. no more disrespect to the letter L. i still trip but never eat more than a couple hits..learned my lesson on that one. worst part is you black out when you eat tht much..kinda a wasteful experience. but a true story nonetheless
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